The Cat Sat on the Mat
The cat sat on the mat, he fell asleep and had a dream about some cream and that was that.
But no, there's more than that from this fat cat, for he found a hat and inside it he did crawl
He woke and found that all around him it was black and he was trapped so he started to bawl
But the cat on the mat could not be a heard, and like a little bird no-one could hear his call
Inside his hat the cat on the mat just sat as the hat rolled and began to fall
The cat on the mat with much éclat sprang out in a second flat for he had Nine Lives in all.
The cat on the mat, awoke where he sat from his dream about some cream and that, this time, was that.
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